(Miku's P.O.V.)

I've been here for a long time now. I don't know how long, I just know that it has been a long time. I guess you can say I feel right at home now.

I have grown rather fond of Rin, despite the fact she never talks. She loves it when I tell her stories. Sometimes I tell her fairytails, other times I tell her Bible stories. At first she had me sit with Len when I told the stories, but I would leave as soon as I was finished. Rin seemed to pick up on my discomfort toward her twin because after a while she stopped bringing me to him. Rin was allowed to "socialize" three times a week, but Len only had group day so she usually spent group day with him and the other days with me (I was also on the three times a week schedule).

Everything was perfectly fine, until last night.

"What's going on?" I yell over the gunshots.

"What are you doing?" my brother says to me. "Hide," he says as he drags me into his bedroom. He forces me into his closet and shuts the door. "Whatever you do, don't come out."

"But what about you?!" I cry.

"Only one of us can fit in there," he says. "No matter what happens I want you to know that I love you."

"I love you too," I whisper. "But don't leave me!"

"Miku, I-" he was cut off when some men all dressed in black barged into the room.

"Too late to hide, kid," one of them says. "There is no where to go."

I watch through the blinds on the closet door as my brother tries to run past them into the hall, but before he even gets close they shoot at him. I cover my mouth with my hand to stifle a cry as tears stream down my face.

"Should we check for anyone else?" the other man asks.

"No," the first man says, "that has to be everyone."

I stand in the closet for probably forty minutes or so before I decide it's safe to leave. I quietly step out and make my way to my brother.

"Mikuo?" I shake him. "Mikuo?!" He didn't respond. All that was left of him was his lifeless face and punctured body. "No," I quietly say as my tears fall. I don't know what came over me, but I got up and went to search all around the house. I found our parents slaughtered. As if that sight wasn't enough, I walked outside to see people all over the streets, dead. Dead from either gun shot wounds or slit throats. I continue to walk and look around, and everywhere I looked I saw dead bodies. Dead bodies of my friends and the people I knew. I walk back into my house, hide under the kitchen table, and rock myself as I cried.

I woke up screaming. I screamed so long and so loud that I must've strained my vocal cords. I sat in silence for a moment before I laughed. These rooms are soundproof, nobody heard me or would come to check on me. Despite my laughs, tears flooded out of my eyes.

"I can't cry," I say to myself. I suck it up and hold it in as I try to go back to sleep.

It didn't help that group day was that next day. Easy to say I wasn't myself. I ignored everyone, even Rin who greeted me with a smile. I just sat in a random area.

How . . . How could I have forgotten that night? How could I forget . . . witnessing my own brother's death? Maybe that looney head was right, maybe the drugs do make me forget. And right now, I want to forget. I held it in as long as I could. With tears blurring my vision, I threw myself down in a fit and let every tear in my eyes escape. I noticed that my head didn't hit the concrete floor, but I didn't care; all I wanted to do was mourn my loss.

I must've cried for a couple of hours, maybe more, but after that length of time I began to run out of tears. Soon enough, my eyes couldn't produce any tears for me to cry out. I was dry.

Suddenly I feel something on my hair. I open my eyes for the first time since I started my fit and saw a pair of legs in front of me. I turn my head to look up and saw the last face I had wanted to see. I sat up and scooted to the corner as I let what had happened sink in. I had been crying on Len's lap. The whole time, I had been crying onto his lap. Only when he had began stroking my hair did I notice.

"Sorry," he said. "I know you hate me so I was surprised when you lied on me. Based on your actions just now I now know you didn't mean to do that."

What was that look in his eyes just now? Was it . . . pain? And he said he was sure I hated him? Guilt washed over me. I had just hurt him.

He faked a laugh and said, "You were like that for a few hours. You must be sick to know where you head was the whole time."

I opened my mouth to speak, but one of the doctors came in to take me away. After my check-up, instead of taking me back to the room with the others I was sent to my room.

I found it hard to sleep that night. Every time I close my eyes I see Len's sad face. I should never have been so mean to him the first day, he was just trying to be friendly. So what if he was crazy, he's the only one here capable of speech. Great, now I feel even more guilty. Truth is, he's not that bad of a guy, I don't think; the problem is that he makes me feel uncomfortable. Every time I see him I get this nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach and my heart begins to race. What was that called? Oh well, it's not important. Next time I see him I'll just apologize. Yeah, I'll tell him that I'm sorry.

As I close my eyes I see his face giving me that hurt look. "Len, I'm sorry," I think as a single tear falls out of my eye and slides down my check.


Author's Note: So was this better than the last chapter? I think it was so I really hope you guys enjoyed this.

Will Miku apologize to Len? If she does, will he accept her apology? And what secret has Rin been keeping? Wait until the next update to find out!

. . . . Yeah, I majorly suck at previews. :P Please review; reviews make me happy.

-Ray